Penn and the Space Lizard Meat
“ Look out, fool!” Penn leaped to his left and crashed into the wall that surrounded the spaceport. The kid on a high-seat grav cycle threw the back of his tattooed fist up in the air, in a gesture of…
“ Look out, fool!” Penn leaped to his left and crashed into the wall that surrounded the spaceport. The kid on a high-seat grav cycle threw the back of his tattooed fist up in the air, in a gesture of…
Sean leaned against a deck post and watched the end of a broken rail splash in the wavelets of a passing greatfish. He sat his rebreather down beyond a pool of blood on the deck boards. He’d checked the river…
Penn pulled himself into the gap between two merlons and plopped onto the walkway. Hurried footsteps sounded softly. He rolled over. His left hand held his flechette pistol. A figure blocked the larger moon in the night sky. Silver lamè…
Have been reading Martha Well’s “Murderbot Diaries” and Diana Gabladon’s “Outlander” series. Both of them are in first person and very close perspective. The protagonists’ thoughts and feelings are always on display. They have given me a master class in…